The notion of Elfeda randomly appearing perplexed the blonde enough to be thankful of the charm being given to her. She eyed it curiously for a split second before plucking it up between two fingers to inspect closer. It was oddly beautiful, but then, for all its inky blackness, so was the one Elfleda had left her with. No matter how much they evolved, age old methods really were the preferred way to gain protection. Most people wouldn’t put much stock into a small rock or pebble but they’d be surprised at how much power they contained if only they knew.

“Yeah… I’m sure she’ll show up unexpectedly to be cryptic and vague, you know, in that fun mindgame way that makes utterly no sense while she leaves me with questions scattered around like fallen sprinkles from a donut. Minus the, uh, sugar and stuff.”

Death hadn’t been a topic she’d planned to approach but it was better said now than later. Valerie picked up on the thick tone, almost felt sorry for causing the discomfort, so when the topic changed she didn’t bat an eyelid.

“I only remember fragments, purple flames, a shattered mirror, this sense of…” Valerie pressed her lips together and let out a small, thoughtful noise. “I can’t be sure if I’m being lead somewhere, or if I’m following, but when I wake I feel… Just, seriously restless, like it’s shifting inside me. I end up going back out to patrol, with success I might add. Not that I usually don’t have that, it’s just, I don’t know… Weird.”